30/03/2025
**Night wrapped the woods in quiet blanket,**
**artists tired, but together, came.**
**Laughter rose—soft, bright, and candid,**
**jokes like sparks in the dark, untamed.**
**No fear, no stress, no heavy sighs,**
**just friends in a place without a name.**
**They shared stories under moonlit skies,**
**as if the night said, "*Rest here—no shame.*"**
**A secret world, just for that hour,**
**laughter was the ground, joy the air.**
**No tiredness, no rush, no sour—**
**a world made from kindness they shared.** 🌟🌲
